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6 Aralık 2012 Perşembe

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When you feel like you’re living someone else’s life
And someone, somewhere is living yours;
Pull up a chair, with a coffee or wine,
I’ll try talking for once, dear friend of mine.
Keep my mind from the fumbling and tumbling for once
And I’ll try not to guess what’s under your dress.

I’ll try friendship for once.
No sex for now,
Cross my heart or I’ll die.
Let’s try friendship for once.
I promise I’ll try
That old dirty word - Platonic, for once.

I’m a typical man, took a lifetime to learn
That sex without love’s less than nothing sometimes.
When in my life will the devil be still?
I’m a dirty old dog and I’m mentally ill.
I’ve got nothing to prove and plenty to lose,
So, I’ll keep my eyes off your wonderful thighs.

I’ll try friendship for once.
No sex for now,
Cross my heart or I’ll die.
Let’s try friendship for once.
I promise I’ll try
That old dirty word - Platonic, for once.

Let’s try friendship for once.
Friendship for once.

Let’s try friendship for once.
Friendship for once.

Friendship for once.

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